Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

Dong Zhuo looked at the man in black in front of him with grim eyes. His expression was stern and murderous. Although it was spring, it was as cold as the coldest wind, icy and bone-chilling.

The wound on his arm had already been bandaged by the accompanying military doctor, but the wound in Dong Zhuo's heart could not be cured by any panacea.

The emperor's spring hunting was originally a means for him to shock the world, but now this method has made him a laughing stock.

When he was chasing an elk through the dense forest, countless men in black suddenly appeared in front of him like ghosts.

Although he was surprised, he was not panicked.

He roamed the north, shooting through countless hearts with the longbow at his hip and chopping off countless heads with the long sword in his hand.

He has been through hundreds of battles and encountered too many dangers, but he was able to turn each one into a blessing in disguise.

In these years, he has held a high position and has been a minister of high rank. Although he seems unfamiliar with swords and knives, his blood has already frozen.

But when facing danger, his blood instantly blooms like fireworks.

He is just a lion, a lion who occasionally takes a nap, but even a dozing lion is not something these little goats can touch.

Besides, not far behind him, there were countless Xiliang cavalry following him, as well as Lu Fengxian, who was invincible in the world.

There was a smile on Dong Zhuo's face, a smile that was a little contemptuous.

The sound of horse hooves around him was getting louder and louder, indicating that the Xiliang soldiers were getting closer and closer.

The leading man in black also heard the sound of horse hooves. He did not give Dong Zhuo any chance and did not say anything. After seeing Dong Zhuo, his eyes turned red and he picked up a long sword and rushed towards Dong Zhuo.

Dong Zhuo spurred his horse and leapt up. The horse was about to soar into the air and pass over the group of men in black. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and a long sword was unsheathed. The horse fell directly to the ground.

Dong Zhuo staggered and fell off his horse, and the long sword came in front of him like lightning.

Dong Zhuo turned back, but still couldn't avoid the fierce blow, and the long sword cut his arm. A stream of blood flowed down his arm.

Dong Zhuo didn't look at the wound on his arm, but tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand.

The fight just now made Dong Zhuo realize that the black-clothed man's swordsmanship was superior to his.

It seems that the best way at the moment is to delay him first.

The man in black attacked again with his long sword. Dong Zhuo took two steps back and blocked it with the long sword in his hand.

The swords collided, creating sparks.

Dong Zhuo's arm felt slightly numb. He didn't expect that this man in black was not big in stature but was very strong.

His long sword almost flew out of his hand.

The man in black did not give him any chance to breathe. He swung his sword and attacked Dong Zhuo again.

Dong Zhuo took two more steps back, with a few drops of sweat on his forehead.

The man in black leaped into the air and slashed at Dong Zhuo's head with his sword.

Dong Zhuo was secretly frightened. He had already seen that this move was full of murderous intent, and he thought that if he used enough strength, he might be able to block it.

Even if you don't die, you will be injured.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Thief, don't hurt the Prime Minister."

When Dong Zhuo heard this voice, the surprise in his heart disappeared instantly.

No one can defeat him in this era.

The man was wearing silver-white armor, riding a red rabbit horse, with a dignified face and holding a Fang Tian painted halberd. It was none other than Lu Bu Lu Fengxian.

Before Lu Bu's men arrived, the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand had already shot out.

Seeing the fierce force of the Fang Tian Huaji coming at him, the man in black quickly took two steps back and avoided the attack.

He was about to strike with the sword in his hand again. Lu Bu, holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji, was already standing in front of Dong Zhuo.

Countless soldiers came from all directions.

"There is an assassin, protect the Prime Minister."

"There is an assassin, protect the Prime Minister."

The sound echoed in the dense forest.

The man in black knew that he had missed the best opportunity just now, and a hint of regret appeared in his eyes.

It was almost possible for him to kill Dong Zhuo with his own hands and get rid of this scourge for the world.

But now it's too late.

Dong Zhuo's soldiers have all surrounded them, and more importantly, Lu Bu has also arrived.

For the men in black, the wisest option at this time would be to find a weak point to break through, but they held long swords in their hands, roared, and actually attacked Lu Bu.

Their target was still Dong Zhuo. No matter who stood in front of them, this target never changed.

"kill."

The shout was not loud, but extremely firm.

Swords clashed and shouts shook the sky.

As more and more Xiliang soldiers fell, the number of men in black became fewer and fewer.

Lu Bu stood in front of Dong Zhuo, holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji.

He looked coldly at one of the men in black.

The man in black was as fast as lightning and had superb swordsmanship. It was his lightning strike that injured the Prime Minister at the very beginning. If he had not appeared in front of the Prime Minister in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

The circle of soldiers was getting smaller and smaller. The number of men in black falling was also decreasing.

In the end, only one man in black was left.

The man in black was not tall, but the murderous intent he exuded made the Xiliang soldiers stop in their tracks.

Seeing these men in black falling one by one, but not one of them taking a step back, Lu Bu couldn't help but secretly praise them in his heart.

What kind of people are they? They are so ready to die.

The military doctor came to Dong Zhuo and carefully checked the wound. The wound was quite deep, but there was no broken bone, which was fortunately.

The military doctor bandaged the wound skillfully. Feeling the murderous intent in Dong Zhuo's eyes, his whole body was already wet with sweat.

It is said that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. But he felt that Dong Zhuo was the cruelest tiger.

Dong Zhuo saw the last man in black. He felt the doctor treating his wound. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Catch him alive, and let us use his blood as wine, eat his flesh alive, and suck out his marrow. Only in this way can we relieve the hatred in our hearts."

"Xiangtu has given the order, capture him alive."

The Xiliang soldiers responded with a roar.

Then it surged up like a tide.

The black-clothed man's sword was as fast as lightning. No one could match him.

His black clothes had long been stained with blood, turning into red and black, making him stand out in the crowd.

In front of the man in black, the corpses of the Xiliang soldiers had piled up into a small hill.

Seeing more and more soldiers falling down, and still unable to catch the man in black, Dong Zhuo's eyes flashed with impatience.

He was about to order Lu Bu to attack.

But I saw someone riding a horse. Before the person arrived, the sound was heard.

"Prime Minister. This is terrible. His Majesty has been assassinated and his whereabouts are unknown."

Missing. How is this possible?

The emperor was in his tent, surrounded by soldiers, so how could he be missing?

Without the emperor's summons, who could approach his body?

Dong Zhuo's eyes suddenly tightened. The calmness in his eyes had disappeared.

Could it be that their real target is Your Majesty?

In order to assassinate His Majesty, he actually used himself as bait.

Lure the tiger away from the mountain, oh no, we've fallen into a trap.

He no longer cared about the man in black.

"Fengxian, quickly bring the soldiers to join me in the camp."

"only."

Dong Zhuo rode a black horse and headed towards the camp with great momentum.